Let’s go over this again, shall we? In the past few weeks I have:
- left work early on multiple occasions to go home and watch baseball games
- listened to baseball on the radio, voluntarily
- bought the MLB At Bat app on my phone so I could keep score of a baseball game during a work retreat
- skipped meals because I was so focused on baseball games
- eaten zero home-cooked meals because who has time to cook when there’s baseball to watch (this is only true through yesterday at 8pm when I finally mustered the energy and time to boil pasta)
- complained that I did not have any gear to show support for a certain baseball team
- dug into the recesses of my closet/drawers to find the proper color clothing to wear to show support in lieu of gear
- done a Google search for “brian wilson postgame interview nlcs”
- skipped work for 6 hours on a Wednesday in order to go to a parade celebrating said baseball team
- recognized at least 2/3 of the players in said parade by their faces alone
- overheard men, who own team gear and seem generally knowledgeable about baseball, say things that made me roll my eyes because they were wrong (this is not to say i would consider myself an expert)
- explained Brian Wilson and the Machine to a generally knowledgeable dude friend (ahem, justin) who really should have known the whole story already
- expended 90% of my text messages with my dad on talking exclusively about events that happened during playoff baseball games
- and let’s not forget — clapped at something that happened in a baseball game… while alone in my house watching baseball
Remind me when I became a Giants fan? I mean, okay, like 95% of this city just became a Giants fan in the last few weeks so I’m no exception. In my case the playoffs were just the straw that broke the camel’s back, after a full year of furtive rooting for the team of my adopted city (and obsessed boyfriend) while trying to maintain a front of Dodger fandom (there, I admit it*) or at the very least neutrality.
Now I’m stuck with just a lot of football (ugh) and a lot of time to reconcile the whole Giants thing with the whole Lakers thing (how it is that LA basketball succeeds at holding my interest where LA baseball fails?). I never thought I’d say this, but I’m going to miss baseball season.
*dad, lise: forgive me
